Page 1 of Secrets We Keep
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JENNA
Never meet your heroes, or in my case, never meet the guy who was an actor on your favorite TV show. Why? Because they usually disappoint. I shouldn’t be attracted to him, but something about Reid Taylor gets me going. Adrien had me call his assistant, telling her he needed a meeting with him today. Reid runs things down there as the show-runner and Executive Producer of the series. Adrien’s still new to the web content/series business, so he’s more hands-on with it than usual. The guy needs to sort out someone to oversee this shit. It’s the first time I’ve had contact with the production and writers' office, but when Adrien Banks wants you in his office, you come. I’m glad I paid the same attention to detail to my appearance today as I do every day.
I know what you’re thinking; she wants to sleep with her boss. Erm, nope! His fiancé would probably fire my ass. I’d fire my ass. No, Sara, the future Mrs. Banks is, I guess, also my boss. When she came back with my boss after his best friend got married last year, Sara had been helping Adrien run his company. She’s just as savvy as he is. They used to work together, and he got a promotion that both say could have gone either way, but we all know how the business world is to women especially, so who knows? She hardly uses me as her assistant, even though their offices are the only ones on the top floor.
I digress, though. Reid Taylor is currently sitting in the seating area across from my desk. His eyes inspect me. He looks at my tits and then tells me, ‘Banks better not be too long,’ before sitting down and not saying another word. He’s been here ten minutes, and I’m sweating like I’m in a burning hot building.
He’s been working for Adrien’s streaming company, Banks Media, for a year, but the production company has been using a few offices downstairs for the last month or so. Reid was a TV star as a teen, but now he mostly writes and directs. However, the guy is still as hot as I remember, and my teenage crush on him doesn’t seem to have changed, even when he’s acting like an arrogant ass.
The elevator pings as the doors open, and I hear footsteps getting louder the closer they get to my desk. My attention gets pulled away from the man in front of me.
I smell him before I see him.
“Josh said Adrien needed these before the end of the day,” Dominic says as he puts a couple of manilla folders on my desk.
“When will they realize that this could have been done electronically?”
Dominic laughs. “Yeah, but then I wouldn’t have an excuse to see Adrien’s lovely assistant.”
I feel myself flush, followed by a groan from the ass sitting across from my desk.
Adrien’s door opens on the right-hand side of me, and I stand, flattening my skirt as I stand. “Reid Taylor,” I offer the introduction, even though Adrien knows exactly who he is.
“Reid, sorry to keep you waiting. I had a mini emergency I needed to deal with.”
“Not to worry, your lovely assistant made the wait bearable.”
They walk into his office, and Adrien shuts the door, a strange look on his face.
Dominic sits on the chair in front of my desk, a smile on his face.
“So that’s Reid Taylor in the flesh.”
“Hmm.” I moan.
“Does Adrien know you have a crush on that guy?”
My eyes widen as my whole body stiffens up. “What?”
The smile on his face tells me he knows I’m embarrassed by his comment. “You want to meet up for drinks after work?”
I promised my sister I would not be a loner at work all the time. But working for the boss doesn’t exactly make you the top of the friends at work list. “Sure.”
“Okay, I didn’t think you’d agree so quickly.”
Dominic is the closest thing to a work friend I have, and that’s because he technically works in another building.
“I’ll meet you at your office at six,” I say, looking at Adrien’s calendar on my screen.
I’m busy rearranging some magazines on the coffee table in the waiting area outside when I hear the door behind me open and close. I turn around to see Reid leaning against my desk. His feet crossed at his feet with his arms crossed over his chest. He’s looking at me like I’m his prey. Hunger in his eyes. My throat feels dry, and my skin blushes at the feel of his eyes taking me in.
“Is he your boyfriend?”
I stop mid-stride at my desk, confused about who he’s talking about. Everyone knows Adrien worships the ground Sara walks on. Then I realize who he’s talking about, and a small laugh escapes me. “No, Dominic is not my boyfriend.”
He straightens himself up as I walk behind my desk and sit back in my chair.
